Marrying Into Femdom Culture

The next morning, I woke up in her bed. I vaguely remembered us stumbling back up the stairs to fall back asleep together. She was already awake, staring at me like she had been watching me sleep. My bare skin felt great on her sheets, still well moisturized from the extensive oiling she'd given me.

"Hey," I said dumbly.

"My panties are all cummy," she confessed with a smile on her face.

"You're weird," I said with a grin.

"What, it's a new experience for me. So much for trying to be completely open with you," she teased me. "Hey I have a surprise for you."

My face darkened a bit. Surprises had not been great this trip.

"It's not bad!" she chided me, "One of my best girlfriend's collaring ceremony is tomorrow night. I actually kind of timed our visit to overlap with it."

"She's taking a man's collar?"

"Oh, no, she's collaring her submissive. You can talk to him and ask him questions. I thought it would be good for you to see other reasonable people taking this step. They had their initial collaring six months ago. Now is the ceremony where it becomes permanent and friends and family come to celebrate."

"Wow. So if we do it, we'd have a ceremony like that six months from now? Would my parents come?"

"You can invite whoever you want, but yes, I would like it if your parents were there. I thought we'd have a separate traditional wedding ceremony in the States with our friends and family afterwards."

Of course she had thought about these details. Maybe this was actually going to happen. She continued, "The U.S. is no place to learn how wear a collar. After you take my collar next week, we'll return to the U.S. to settle our affairs and then return to live in Algoria for at least a year."

"What?! I can't move to Algoria. What about my job? What about your job?!"

"We can work remote. I already spoke to your boss."

"You already spoke to my boss?!" How long had she been planning this? "Did you tell him that I'll be too busy taking your cock up my ass to come to work?"

"I told him..." Viktoria replied lowering her voice as a warning to calm the fuck down, " that I expect to be engaged when we return from this trip and I want to understand your career options as we start to plan our family. He was very accommodating. You have nothing to worry about."

"I can't believe you already talked to my boss..." I trailed off, wondering if I will ever stop being shocked my this woman. Her hand grasped my chin and turned me into her gaze.

"Of course I talked to him. Your happiness is the most important thing to me. I know your career is important to you. Trust me."

When she saw I had nothing further to say, she closed the discussion with a kiss. We made out for a while before getting up.

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It was like that all day. Spontaneous make out sessions cropping up here and there. We were like horny teenagers. I wondered whether we'd do it again that night.

When she got out of the shower in the afternoon, she told me, "Give yourself an enema before you shower. I can't wait to get back in that ass tonight," before sweetly kissing my cheek and bouncing off to get dressed. I felt sexy and desired as I filled the enema bag. I wondered if part of her desire to 'get back in my ass' was to reassert herself after letting me cum inside her last night.

Viktoria made me an amazing meal that night. We were celebrating an unspoken holiday. We were celebrating that we'd both given in, trusted each other, been fucked in a never-before-experienced way, and not been betrayed by the other. The experience had left us more intimate than ever. We spoke our minds freely and I felt closer to her than I ever thought was possible with another human being. At the time, it seemed like the hardest parts were over and everything would be easy going forward.

We both got a little drunk on Algorian wine. Was it all laced with aphrodisiacs or was Vik just this sexy? I was sucking a particularly exquisite vintage off of her tongue, when she pulled back and grabbed my hand.

"I can't wait anymore. C'mon," she said with happy lust in her eyes. She tugged on my hand and pulled me towards the basement stairs. My butthole gave my plug a squeeze as if to remind and warn me what was waiting for me down there. But Vik's desire and excitement was infectious. She wanted me badly. I could feel her lust and I found myself surprisingly eager for her to butt fuck me again as we hurried down the stairs.

She whisked us inside and closed the big door behind us, slamming the bolt home before pushing me back against the solid wood and shoving her tongue back inside my mouth. She jumped on me and I caught her by her ass as she ground her horny body against me while pulling my lips into her neck. She trusted me with all her weight, leaning back away from me to pull her shirt off over her head. She tossed the garment off somewhere behind her and flicked a hand back to unclasp her bra. I barely had time to burn the image of her perfect tits into my retinas before she shoved her cleavage into my face. My tongue was wild, motor-boating her before she pulled back hard on my hair and used her grip to guide my mouth to an engorged nipple.

"Ummmm, yes, fuck, suck on me baby!"

She crushed me with her breast, trying to stuff as much inside as possible. I laved her areola in every direction, flicking my tongue across her nipple before biting her gently.

Her grip in my hair pulled me to her other breast. "Yes, yes, just like that, mmmm, such a fucking, good boy."

As I nursed on her aroused titty, I felt blood trying to enter my dick, but there was just no room to even start an erection in the cage, so I ended up with just a general pressure down there that seemed concentrated on the engorgement behind my balls. I could feel my taint stretch tightly over a swollen prostate as my asshole clenched on the butt plug in anticipation.

"Down, down!" she pushed back on my shoulders, "I need your mouth on my pussy."

I set her down, and she tugged my shirt off as I fell to my knees. She pulled her skirt off but kept her high heels. The gusset of her panties was visibly wet. I lunged for her at the same time she stepped towards me and grabbed me by the hair. She laughed as she humped her panty-clad mound against my chin with my hands kneading her buttocks to help support her. The hand that wasn't in my hair grabbed the front panel of her underwear and pulled it to the side. My tongue was electric, lapping at her wet clit, trying to get lower to taste her cream directly. She stepped further forward, making me bend back over my heels, pinning me against the door. She humped my face greedily.

Viktoria stepped back, panting with need, and accused me, "You naughty boy! Trying to make me come early?!" Her voice was angry but her face was smiling.

My face was red and wet from vulvar abuse. In the glow of the buzz I still had from the wine and the ridiculousness of her accusation, I just blinked at her.

She looked slightly disappointed at not getting a confession out of me, but quickly moved on. "Get you pants off and crawl behind me."

I followed her across the room to a leather bench raised just slightly off the ground. Vik motioned to the bench, looked at me, and raised an eyebrow. I hurried to bend myself over the bench to comply with her unspoken command.

I watched her strip off her sticky panties and strap on a dildo I hadn't seen before. She moaned a little as she seated the internal piece in her hot tunnel before adjusting the straps so that she could precisely control her cock with her hips. Retrieving a tub of a thick substance that looked like vaseline, she slathered her dick with lube, stroking her length like she was jerking off.

Upon noticing the anxious look on my face, she grinned, "Yes, it's bigger than that skinny little dick I took your virginity with. This one will be even better!"

I swallowed my saliva but kept silent. Noticing a pair of restraints hanging off the front of the bench just above my head, I raised my wrists in offering.

"Awww, that's sweet baby. But no restraints tonight. I know you want this and I want to see you actively participate in your butt fucking. Now press your cheek into the leather, arch your back, and lift that big, submissive ass up, offer it to me!"

In a single movement, my panties were jerked down off my cheeks. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, preparing for a finger as she gently spread my buttocks. Instead I felt a wet tongue on my taint.

"Nooo!" I instinctively thrust my hips forward, clenching my buttocks closed. She had licked me there the other night before she sodomized me the first time, but I just wasn't deep enough in subspace yet to be okay with the love of my life putting her mouth on my anus.

That pissed Vik right off.

*Thwack* *Thwack* *Thwack* Three slaps to my tush delivered expertly. No one likes to be rejected.

"How dare you say that to me!" Vik seethed, spanking me again. "What the hell are you thinking?" She sounded genuinely perplexed. "Little advice for you. When a woman wearing a bigger strap-on than you've ever taken offers to loosen you up gently with her tongue, you bend the fuck over!"

"Sorry Vik, you just kinda surprised me. I'm not used to that."

Her lust seemed to be quickly overcoming her anger. "Reach back and spread yourself for me."

I reluctantly completed the humiliating task of baring my sphincter to her.

"Oh Lee, Lee...Lee, Lee, Lee, you need all the help you can get. You need to let me open up this hole, or God knows how you're going to survive the fucking I plan to give you... Fuck I'm horny."

Her hands grasped me where my thighs met my buttocks, beneath my own spreading hands. I gasped again when her tongue wetted my rim.

"Mmmm. I'm going to pound this ass tonight, baby. I admit, I'm a little drunk and a lot horny. I may not be able to perfectly control myself when I'm balls deep inside you. So the only responsible thing to do -- as a safety measure -- is to get this ass pussy sopping wet and loose before we fuck."

Vik's little speeches were usually so eloquent. This was clearly substandard work from her. But it must have met her internal standards because she stopped talking and started snogging my butthole. Her tongue swirled around my rim, intermittently testing the center of my crater for weakness. Her lips sucked and smacked on my rim as she ate me out, making lewd wet noises and moaning happily as she went. She was an uninhibited pervert taking what she wanted.

It was all too much for me. The burn in my freshly-spanked cheeks reminded me subconsciously not to say no or let go of the flesh I was holding apart for her, but I whimpered when her tongue penetrated me. I let my hips fall forward slightly, and her tongue slipped out.

Vik snickered and took my balls into her hand. A quick jerk backwards elicited a yelp from my throat and my hips arched backward reflexively to ease the pressure. Satisfied, she nuzzled back into my crack and put her mouth on me. Her tongue thrust back into my anus. I whined in humiliation, making non-sensical noises, free-falling in subspace. The delicate muscular ring of my asshole hugged tightly to her tongue. I could feel it gripping her, never wanting to let go. I was vaguely aware of my waist gyrating in almost imperceptible circles, trying to coax more of her inside. My body was a whore. It had chosen her. To hell with anything else.

When she at last pulled back and slipped from me, I groaned, and there was no mistaking the need and lament in the sound. My lust was matched only by my shame. I couldn't look back at her. I kept my eyes squeezed shut, there on my knees, still spreading my buttocks with my hands.

"Don't worry sweetheart, I'll fill you again soon." Her voice was taunting. She knew. She knew I was a slut.

"You can stop spreading your ass like a tramp. Put those hands right under your shoulders like a good little bitch doggie. Grip the sides of the bench."

I did as she said, staring a hole in the leather in front of my face.

"Look at me, Lee."

Anguish dominated my countenance, but I reluctantly managed to raise my head and look back over my shoulder at her. She had one hand fisting her cock and the other balanced on my ass, a serious look on her face.

"Those hands don't leave the bench unless I say so. Do you understand me, boy?"

I tried to get away with a nod. *Thwack* *Thwack* Her hand like lightning rocked my butt cheeks.

"DO YOU UNDERSTAND?"

"Yes Vik, yes I understand."

She seemed to be absently running her finger over my asshole while deciding whether to accept my reply. "Let's stick with 'Mistress' for the rest of the night." She punctuated her sentence by popping her thumb deep into my rectum.

"Yes Mistress, I understand." She'd never been so domineering with me. I wondered it she was compensating for taking my cock last night or if this was really her and she finally felt free to let me see it.

The thumb backed out, but not all the way, hooking my rim while her other fingers dug into the fat of my ass cheek. I felt the cool, wet head of her cock press against my hole. My breathing accelerated. My mind wasn't sure what I should be doing, but my body wanted to get fucked. The pressure knocking on my backdoor rose. My consciousness felt anxious. 'What's going to happen?' it thought, as if there was any question. My body never faltered. It arched my back, lifted my hips, pushed out on my sphincter, and ground back on her dick. Her fat cock head slipped inside.

"Yes Lee, you love bending over for me. Let me in baby. Relax that tight hole and take it deep." She stuffed more rubber cock flesh up my chute, not too fast, but never stopping completely.

I whimpered with a combination of pain and lust.

"Does it hurt, baby? Oooh I bet it does. I bet that tight, wet, pink hole aches around my fat cock, yeah sweetheart?" she snarled at me.

She never talked like this, nasty, disrespectful. It made me hate myself and want her more at the same time. When she bottomed out, I felt the cold of one of the metal fastenings on her harness push into the soft warmth of my butt. It contrasted with the fiery burn in my ass. I felt stuffed. There was pain there, and my body was reaching its limit, but it didn't want to stop. Her body bent forward over mine to whisper in my ear.

"Do you feel that, darling? I'm buried deep inside you. This is how we're meant to be. This is what I think of when I think of us. And you love it...bitch..." she whispered like a snake before sticking her tongue in my ear. I cried out in protest and wrenched my ear away. She humped me, thrusting deeper and bringing my focus back to my hole.

"Or at least you will when I'm done training you," she yelled as she began to fuck me, sliding her dick in and out.

"Ooooh. Uhhh. Uhhh. Uhhh." I struggled to control my breathing. 'Don't clench' I told myself, 'Let her have it.' I pursed my lips and emptied my lungs to keep from moaning like a whore. She watched me closely, reading the difference between pain and need. She slowed with her cock buried half-way inside and I felt her re-apply lube before she resumed fucking me.

When she sensed the friction lessen, she lengthened her strokes and started pounding me. I grunted and wailed openly now with each thrust.

"Don't worry baby! I'll train you as long as it takes. I'm never gonna stop fucking your ass."

My anus seemed to have given up now. I felt her cock sliding in and out easily with the power of her thrusts, and it was starting to feel good. I held the bench tightly as she humped me, tilting my hips experimentally to find greater pleasure.

When she spoke again, she was breathless with desire and exertion from the work her hips were doing. Her words escaped between the slapping sound of her hips against my ass. "I'm *gasp* ruining you, Lee. *Mmmm* You're becoming a *urhhh* a fucking butt slut. An anal addict. Look at you *inhale* throwing your hips back, *gasp* humping me like a whore. Soon you'll need my *mrmm* fat cock reaming you to come."

I worried it was true. I was pushing back on her. I could feel the beginnings of an orgasm deep inside me, but I couldn't seem to make it rise. It just simmered back there, torturing me.

"Mistress! Mistress please! Take my cage off! I need to cum!"

Her thrusting stopped. As I was about to look back at her, she crashed into me, burying herself balls deep and knocking me forward. I kept my grip but my face hit the bench. I felt her hot breath on my neck before a voice I almost didn't recognize growled in my ear. "If you ask me to take your cage off again tonight, I swear I'll give you a whipping instead of an orgasm. You'll cum if I want you to come!"

Her hips started moving then, pounding me into the bench like a nail into a board. It made me so horny, like a bitch in heat. I whimpered in frustration, but my orgasm would come no closer. Vik's on the other hand...

"Yes, yes, yes, take it, take it in in that slutty, fucking, ass, eeeeee!"

Her hands felt like talons on my hips. She hilted herself as she came.

I yipped with loss when she pulled out. She kept my ass spread with her hands, staring at my gape. I heard her spit and felt it hit my crack. I couldn't tell if it dripped inside.

Viktoria released me and walked over to rest on a bench against the wall. She rested her head back against the wall with her legs spread lewdly, her big plastic cock hanging between them.

"You look angry, Lee. I'm not sure I should let you cum," Viktoria stated with amusement, inviting me to beg.

I was pissed that she had denied me while taking her pleasure. But I really, really wanted to cum.

I kept my hands clasped to the bench as ordered and lowered my head in supplication. "Please Mistress. Please let me cum."

I looked up at her to judge the effect of my words. She smiled at me, and I felt my face involuntarily scowl. How dare she enjoy my torment.

"You can let go off the bench, boy. Come over here and straddle me."

I stepped closer to her, feeling intimidated by her cock with my own trapped in the little cage. Placing my hands against the wall behind her for balance, I put my weight on my sore knees and let my ass fall gently into her lap.

"Arms around my neck," she commanded. I let go of the wall, relying on her now for balance. We stared at each other as she ran her hands over my back and sides.

"My beautiful, submissive boy..."

Her hand slid down to my butt. As she tugged my cheek to the side, my body instinctively humped, trying to fuck a cock that wasn't there. She chuckled and gave me a light spank.

"Pleeasseee..." I begged with my eyes closed.

Her voice was soft now, almost kind. "Reach back, darling. Bring my tip just to your entrance, but no further."

I pressed her toy between my cheeks, my anus kissing the head. I opened my eyes, asking permission wordlessly. She tilted her head, studying me. The silence drew out. I opened my mouth to speak when she said softly, "go ahead."

I held her cock steady and relaxed my legs, letting gravity impale me. The head spread my ring and slid inside my rectum.

"Oooohh," I cried. Even though I'd just had this fuck stick inside me, I'd already tightened up a little. Her iron grip was instantly on my hips, halting the penetration.

"Are you okay? How do you feel?"

"It burns a little. It's so big."

She smiled at me. "It's not small." She seemed to consider. "Raise back up, let it fall back out."

She produced a little bottle of lube from a pocket on her harness.

"Give me your hand." She filled it with gel. "Lube me up and try again."

I slid the wetness along her length before spreading the last of it on my asshole. I was so stretched that my finger slid in accidentally. It felt warm and soft like a pussy. I swallowed my saliva at the perverse sensation.